"And God said, 'Love your enemy.' and I obeyed him and loved myself."
-Kahlil Gibran
I had two strange dreams the other night. In the first my oldest fell down and I jerked awake, worried about her health. I told her, so she is aware. She has been fighting the latest bug, and seems to be on the healing side now. But I feel alert...Mom-watching...
The second was more fun. I dreamed my toes were flower bulbs. They were rooting. On the one hand, if I can't move, I don't think I like this. But flower-toes -- how cool.
So, I found the quote above yesterday and it's been on my mind ever since. I do have a hard time accepting myself, not judging myself. It just seems to me that if I could find a place of acceptance for Bush, I could be a gentle and generous and kind with myself. But I don't love and honor myself. I do just enough to survive, I think, rather than having fun.
I will try to set aside specific time to work on this...
Hope all went well with your son, hope you and your husband are having a relaxing trip.
Love and hugs from Clare
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